Bahaha! HONEY. I’m not saying we have it worse off than other states with high summer temperatures but I will say that when you add a humidity level of 80% each morning, you’re gonna wish you had gills and a tail so you’d never have to leave the water. Sure we don’t usually run the risk of wildfire due to extreme drought and dry heat but at 10am you could walk out the door with your hair dry, clothes fresh and you’ll be drenched in sweat in the 5 seconds it takes to get to your car.

I’m currently writing to you as I sit here, my face the shade of strawberry pop tart filling and I’m quite confident I could grill some burgers on my face cheeks. Who wants cheese on theirs?

Despite the heat, humidity, and this awful burn that is hindering my daily life for the next two weeks it feels like Christmas in my house.

“Yay! The post we’ve been waiting for!”

Yes! The post you’ve been waiting for! (24 hours late. Oops.)

Alright. Who am I kidding? I’ll admit I have an imaginary audience of readers who are just so doggone anxious to read my entries. To the real people who do read my posts, I am truly writing to you… and my imaginary followers. Thanks. Yall the real MVP. Much love. *Mwah* *Mwah* *Mwah*

The reason why I’m tempted to sashay through my house singing “Jingle Bells” is not “Christmas in July.” Actually, I have no idea what Christmas in July is really about or why people take part in it and, quite honestly, I’m a bit too wiped to do any research tonight.

In fact, I’m about as happy now as Ralphie was when he received his long-awaited, extremely coveted Red Ryder BB-Gun on that famous Christmas morning we’ve shared with him countless times via our tv screens. Now that I think about it, he and I share something in common. The gift I received yesterday shoots, too! However, it doesn’t shoot BB’s or pellets.

It shoots frames.

That’s right. It’s a camera! But not just any camera. It’s a Canon T50 and it is a BABE. For those of you who live and breathe cameras, you know just how amazing this ugly, little punk really is. For those of you who don’t, let me give you an itty, bitty information download.

The T50 is a camera that uses 35mm film. It has ONE setting for all your shooting needs; Program. That’s right. It’s a basic b- …well you know. It has many incredible lenses that can be purchased and used with the camera and the amazing thing about it, despite its age and lack of digital features, if used right, it can take pictures that withhold the same quality as those taken with professional DSLR’s.

I know right?!

The three best parts? It was given to me by my great aunt and uncle who said it was their absolute favorite camera. Sooo…

1: It was FREE.

2: MUCH needed and the timing could not have been better as I’ve been itching to get out and shoot some marina landscapes downtown.

3: I now own a wonderfully vintage piece of metal that will always remind me of two of my most favorite people.

I’m quite nervous to see how my latest session turned out as I have not used a film camera since 4th grade and I’m VERY much partial to DSLRs. However, this year has been all about learning new things and having more skills under my belt. I’m up for this challenge and though I shake like a chihuahua when I think about getting the film developed, I’m very excited to learn from my mistakes and press on until I master such a simple yet intricate little machine.

I’ll be sure to share my works online when I get the negatives scanned and transferred to digital files. (Should the pictures actually turn out as planned.) Heck, maybe I’ll throw in some of the mega crap-bag photos just for spite.

Anyway, I really have no idea how to end this entry. I was so excited about this treasure I HAD to write about it even if the only ones to read about it are those I’ve made up in my mind. Thanks for letting me waste your time. I suppose I’ll end with an ENTIRELY unrelated question.

Are any of you absolutely repulsed by the dark brown Chex squares found in Chex Mix? I will literally sit and dig through the bag eating everything but the brown ones. Admittedly, there have been times that I’ve dumped the bag into a giant bowl, picked out all the yucky squares, poured the uncontaminated mixture back into the bag so I could eat it worry-free.

Lemme know what you think about them and how you eat Chex Mix. Perhaps go as far as enlightening me on what your favorite Chex Mix combo is.

I’d love to chit chat with any of you.

I need to wrap this up like I need to wrap up this bag of cheddar Chex Mix I’m tempted to keep reaching into.